[h2][center][color=BFBFBF]Zenkichi Hasegawa[/color][/center][/h2]
[center]The Avenger[/center]
[center]Lvl 8 [color=BFBFBF]Zenkichi[/color] - (12/80) -> Lvl 8 (13/80)  [/center]
[center]Word count: 647 words [/center]

[hider=New Ability for Zenkichi] Ragnell- A sacred sword wielded by Ike. An extremely powerful sword, Ragnell can fire explosive blasts of radiant energy to attack enemies at a distance (no more than roughly 30 feet). While being wielded, Ragnell also noticeably boosts its bearer's defense.[/hider]


As Zenkichi and Akane’s games settled down, Zenkichi spent some time making sure Sandalphon got looked over by the ship’s doctors. They ultimately decided upon sedating her to get her to rest, which resulted in Zenkichi having to carry her back to her quarters and tucking her in, before meandering around the ship for a bit. Nervous energy was worming its way through the eldest Phantom Thief, and after a while, and once it was well and truly late, he found himself in the training room. He hadn’t taken much time to get used to his various new weapons, so he figured he could burn up some of that nervous energy and familiarize himself with his arsenal. 

His original Claymore, the Closing Statement, the Hero Sword, the Greatsword Sandalphon had purchased for him (And [i]what a sword it was![/i], the Etiquette left behind by that ghost monster, and…something else. He felt…something tugging at him ever since he’d spoken with Sandalphon earlier. Rather than rush into something new, he did some basic combos with each weapon he had, getting the hang of them. The Greatsword and the Closing Statement were heavier and slower weapons, though the former was so large that it could basically be used as a shield. The latter, on the other hand, was awkwardly weighted and lacked the length to properly guard him like the Greatsword did. 

His Claymore was most familiar with him, of course, though something about the Hero Sword spoke to him. Part of that was definitely the kindred spirit he felt with Konoe, loathe as part of him was to admit it. They weren’t too terribly alike, though both men had had their ideals warped and corrupted by an unjust world. Zenkichi…just hadn’t fallen as far, he supposed. 

The Etiquette…barely counted. It was an umbrella, for crying out loud! It was too small, too light, to truly fit him as a weapon. Maybe he’d have to try and see if it worked better for somebody else, or pull it out as a gag weapon like in video games. By that logic, it might just be the most powerful weapon he had, but as he was jokingly musing on that, the pull grew stronger. 

That thing. It called to him from within. It felt new, and yet…so familiar. A weapon from one of his Spirits? It was a weapon, that much was certain. It felt like a semi-filled void in that subconscious space that Valjean stored his weapons in. Dismissing the Etiquette and reaching his hand out, he focused…and a in his outstretched hand, a [url=https://i.imgur.com/8aRZf8P.png]sword[/url] appeared. [color=BFBFBF]”There you are…Ragnell. Wait, how did I know that name? What the heck?!””[/color] Somewhat startled, Zenkichi paused and took a deep breath. Look at the thing, man! 

It was beautiful, to say the least. He could feel the power from it, but also a blessing. He felt tougher. He felt…right. Giving Ragnell a few test swings, Zenkichi smiled. Oh yeah, that fit right in with his other swords. Giving a few test swings, he smiled. Well-balanced, not too heavy, but certainly not lightweight. It did some work on the dummy, too. Though he got the feeling that wasn’t all it could do. Taking a few steps back, Zenkichi gave the sword a swing from a distance, aiming at the dummy. He did not expect the [url=https://youtu.be/BwTIvFga6Lc?si=Q8r94QT_iHyzBEYY&t=128]explosion[/url] that came from it, and he jumped back in shock, before relaxing and letting out a full-belly laugh. [color=BFBFBF]”Holy crap that was awesome!”[/color] Giving it a few more goes, Zenkichi whooped and laughed at the magical blasts that he wrought with Ragnell, before letting out a deep yawn. [color=BFBFBF]”Man, that thing’s awesome. But it’s getting pretty late.”[/color]

Cleaning up what he could from the mess he’d made, Zenkichi retired back to his shared room with Akane, his daughter already fast asleep. He settled into his own bunk, joining her a few minutes later.